Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 9 The Most Extreme Treatment

Chapter Nine: The Most Extreme Treatment

Have you ever been bullied by a colleague?

Have you ever been the butt of jokes in your department, with everyone bullying you?

What's it like when your department manager treats you like the department's "joker"?

Most importantly, all of this was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes, who was trying to drive someone to their death!

Anger is simply not enough to describe this experience.

Even though Zhuo Yang had cultivated as a demon for eight thousand years before ascending to immortality, and then cultivated for another ten thousand years before becoming a demon lord, he remained expressionless at this moment.

"Is everything you're saying true?"

As the laughter subsided, Zhuo Yang asked calmly.

"What do you think?" Zhu Ziwang poked Zhuo Yang's chest twice with his finger. "Think about your performance all along. It's not that we want to laugh at you, it's that you're not up to par!"

Another burst of unrestrained laughter erupted from the office lobby.

Zhuo Yang glanced at his "colleagues" and said coldly, "Is that what you all think too?"

"Yes!"

"It's your own fault! Who told you to fail to meet your monthly sales targets?"

"If you're bad at talking but insist on doing sales, who can you blame?"

"Manager Zhu, let him go. With his personality, he's better suited to be a construction worker!"

The guys who usually ordered Zhuo Yang around spoke up and mocked him.

"Did you hear that? This is how everyone treats you." Zhu Ziwang poked Zhuo Yang's chest with his finger again.

"I understand," Zhuo Yang said with a self-deprecating laugh.

There's always a reason why someone is pitiful; I can only blame myself for being too cowardly throughout countless reincarnations. However, from the moment my memories returned, that cowardice vanished forever!

"Good that you understand." Zhu Ziwang laughed smugly twice, patted Zhuo Yang on the shoulder and said, "Alright, seeing that you're quite self-aware, I won't make things difficult for you. Don't leave either. Anyway, I'll keep paying you your basic salary, 1,500 yuan a month, that should be enough for you to survive..."

"Hahaha……"

Before he could finish speaking, he burst into laughter, which caused another round of laughter throughout the office hall. People from other departments came to the office hall to find out what was so funny.

"Is it funny?" Zhuo Yang asked indifferently.

"What do you think?" Zhu Ziwang was overjoyed, and then laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Are you done laughing?" Zhuo Yang once again swept his calm gaze across the office hall, the exaggeratedly laughing faces imprinted in his mind.

"No, wait a minute while I laugh." Zhu Ziwang laughed so hard he leaned against the wall. "You're the only source of laughter I have in this life. I'm counting on you to keep me alive."

"Ha ha……"

Zhuo Yang also laughed, a cold laugh, with a hint of... arrogance in it.

The laughter in the office hall gradually stopped, and slowly only Zhuo Yang was laughing, leaving everyone confused.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhu Ziwang's face darkened, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Zhuo Yang was mocking him.

"I'm laughing at myself." Zhuo Yang stopped laughing and responded calmly.

"Why?" Zhu Ziwang thought Zhuo Yang must have gone mad. Damn it, if word got out that Fu Hai Trading Company, one of the top companies in Lingzhou, was abusing its employees and driving them crazy, it would cause a lot of trouble!

"Because..." Zhuo Yang took a deep breath, "I've always thought highly of myself, yet I've tolerated you until now!"

"Damn it, what do you mean?" Zhu Ziwang's eyes widened in anger, and he exuded the sinister aura of a gangster.

Zhu Ziwang's performance at Fuhai Trading has consistently ranked among the top three in all departments. He is very influential in Lingzhou. It would be impossible for him to have no connection with local thugs and gangsters.

Zhuo Yang looked at him, and his eyes suddenly surged like an ancient well caught in an earthquake...

Suddenly, with a swift movement, Zhu Ziwang's arm gripped Zhuo Yang's neck tightly, causing Zhu Ziwang's eyes to roll back. He tried to pry Zhuo Yang's arm off with both hands, but couldn't manage it.

Then, Zhuo Yang grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up...

"Oh, what are you doing?"

"Let go of Manager Zhu!"

"Zhuo Yang, you fucking let go of me, or I'll beat you up!"

Chaos erupted in the office hall. Many men stood up, and several rushed over to help. It wasn't that Zhu Ziwang was popular; rather, they seized this opportunity to curry favor with their leader.

Just as the first person was about to pounce on Zhuo Yang, he suddenly glanced at him sideways.

The man was immediately frozen in fear.

The second person stepped forward, and just as he was about to pounce, Zhuo Yang raised his leg and kicked him.

With a muffled thud, the guy flew sideways, crashing into a table and knocking over the people next to it, all of whom fell to the ground.

The others were frightened and dared not step forward.

"Zhu Ziwang, thank you for reminding me today." Zhuo Yang still had Zhu Ziwang's neck in his hand. "If it weren't for you, I might still have illusions about the mortal world. But from now on, I won't anymore. Thank you so much for shattering any illusions I had!"

After saying that, he swung his arm and Zhu Ziwang was thrown against the wall. After the violent impact, he bounced to the ground with another thud.

"Do you want to end up like him, recuperating at home for at least three months?" Zhuo Yang's hawk-like eyes swept across the room, and everyone who met his gaze was frightened and looked away.

No one dared to meet Zhuo Yang's gaze, their hearts filled with inexplicable fear. They all had a feeling that if they dared to utter a single careless word at this moment, their fate would be even worse than Zhu Ziwang's.

No one expected that Zhuo Yang, who was once timid, would fight back so fiercely on his first occasion.

"The resignation letter is on the ground. Whoever has time can throw it to the HR department for me. Goodbye, former colleagues!" Zhuo Yang sneered, turned around and left the sales department's office hall.

Zhu Ziwang was just a small fry. Sparing his life was like baiting a fishhook to catch a big fish!

Upon arriving at the elevator, Zhuo Yang was startled as soon as he pressed the button. He felt his true essence surging within his dantian, instantly absorbing all the thunder and fire true essence scattered throughout his meridians.

"Seeing one's true nature and understanding one's own heart... the time for enlightenment has arrived!"

Zhuo Yang quickly composed himself, circulated the "Devouring Heaven Thunder Tribulation" technique, and carefully controlled the situation within his dantian.

Before long, the Thunderfire True Essence calmed down, and the True Essence, still glowing with lightning, began to circulate slowly within the meridians once more.

The true essence that was originally only as thick as a hair in the meridians has now grown to the thickness of a finger.

"I never expected that being provoked by Zhu Ziwang would actually strengthen my Dao heart and greatly improve my cultivation!"

Zhuo Yang's mood brightened, and the anger that had been building up inside him dissipated.

However, he discovered a problem: during the cycle of primordial spirit reincarnation, his Dao heart had actually deteriorated to a terrifying degree, requiring him to rebuild his Dao heart...

With a "ding," the elevator arrived, but there were already people inside: two men and one woman.

The chairman and general manager of Fuhai Trading, nicknamed "Electric Little Motor," has a ruthless hand that can drive people to the brink of despair. Fu Jing, the fourth young lady of the Fu family, walked out of the elevator with two bodyguards in black.

Fu Jing seemed absent-minded, walking out with her head down, and bumped into Zhuo Yang.

Zhuo Yang was also a little distracted. He looked up and saw someone approaching, so Fu Jing bumped into his chest. Neither of the two bodyguards behind her could stop her in time.

Zhuo Yang casually scooped up Fu Jing's... back mound.